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As she fended off the rats, the swan seemed less agitated than before and her vigil less terrifying, or per haps I was better braced for the sight. I was not altogeth- er unprepared for ( thoug h, all the same, disappointed in) Kumermann's reaction to my offering, which he re- ceived with the same apparent indiffer- ence with which he had received my present of chewing gum and comics. But as we left the embankment he said, in a kind of left-handed gesture of reci- procity, "Let me show you something now," and led me to a dark side street, where he pointed out a low, nonde- script building that might have been the offices of a small business or manu- facturing company but had no identify- ing marks. "That's the old security- police headquarters," he said. "That's where we were taken for interroga- tion." A few lights burned dimly with- in the depths of the building, and on the empty street outside there were a few cars with men in them who seemed vaguely connected to the building. "What is going on there nowr" I asked. "I don't know," Kumermann said. He added, "I think the changes should have been more radical. The secret police should have been banned, and all its people thrown out. But the Civic Forum said, 'We don't want to be like them.' For a start, we should be more like them." We turned in to N árodní Tfída, and as we approached Wenceslas Square a shared feeling of wanting to prolong the evening slowed our pace. At my hotel, we had a final drink and talk. Kumermann told me he thought he would be able to get to Israel on the Community's plane. He again fretted about his young editor-in-chief, about whom he had heard further things he hadn't liked, and with whom he was be- ginning to clash. "I'm afraid he's nar- row-minded and we'll never agree." As we finished our drinks he said, "You said you liked my weeding tool. Would you like me to send you oner" I said I would like that very much. "All right, I had better be off." We em- braced and said goodbye. I watched him shamble off with his heavy knap- sack and his quick, grave tread. Since then, we have spoken on the telephone a few times. In late April, he told me he had got to Israel (on a Community plane) and was working on an article about the trip. In mid- May, he reported that things had come to their anticipated unhappy head at his magazine, and that he had been fired. The young editor had turned down his Israel article and told him he did not have enough writing experience. Kumermann said he accepted the esti- mate of his work but resented being fired by someone he didn't respect. He also told me of a lesser misfortune: a trip that he and Jarmila had planned to East Berlin to visit museums had not come off, because on the eve of their departure J armila's passport could not be found. In our next conversation Kumermann reported that the passport had turned up five days later; it had fallen behind a drawer. ("It was my fault. J armila told me to look there, but I didn't look closely enough.") He also told me he had a new job, on a daily newspaper. In another conversation, he returned to the scene in his boyhood when he had read the official letter documenting his grandmother's death at T reblinka -this time articulating his sense of the transgression of his opening the letter ("the letter that I shouldn't have read-my father wasn't home and it was lying there and I opened it") but reiterating, "It didn't tell me anything. I didn't tie it to any evil, and I didn't have any feeling about it. I knew her picture on the wall-that was it." By mail, I have received from Kumermann a much cited article he had offered to send me, entitled "The Paradoxes of Milan Kundera," by Mi- lan J ungmann, a Czech literary critic who also was a window-washer (his tenure was thirteen years), and who was also at pains to point out that Prague women didn't sleep with their window-washers. The weeding tool has not yet arrived. - JANET MALCOLM . MOST DISAPPOINTING CORRECTION OF THE WEEK [From the Rochester (N. Y.) Democrat and Chronicle] CORRECTION Erroneous information was inadvertent- ly inserted into the biographical summary accompanying a story on Peter Keefe in Tuesday's Democrat and Chronicle Keefe cannot simultaneously whistle, stand on his head and drink beer.